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This time, you get 2 more mini stories. If you've lost interest, these are good and long ones. Don't worry your pretty little heads off.
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Ino
Ino was frantically walking around trying to find her purse. She had to be at TenTen's house in 2 minutes to have a night on the town, but she was paying for it. Why she didn't find an ATM or something was beyond her. Like, what was she thinking? When she and TenTen go out, her wallet ends up empty. She should have at least borrowed some money from Shikamaru. Wait… Shikamaru! She gave him her purse so she wouldn't forget to ask him for it! Wow, she was a klutz. She took it from his room and quickly ran downstairs to get out the door.
Ino turned on her 'automatic I'm leaving for a while message.' "Shikamaru! I'm going out, and I'll be back in a few hours, maybe around midnight. Is that okay with you?"
"Just don't drink too much, like last time," He answered sarcastically.
Ino ran out the door and slammed it behind her as she giggled at Shikamaru's remark. As she rushed down the road to get to TenTen's house, she almost ran into someone with a hooded sweatshirt over their face. They acted flustered and mumbled, "'Scuse me." Ino didn't think much of it, but kept running to get to her friend. After about another 4 minutes, she came up on TenTen's doorstep. She rang the doorbell and TenTen answered the door, looking absolutely gorgeous. They started joking around about how late Ino was and headed out the door.
Their night was absolutely fantastic. The girls went wine tasting, shopping for new clothes and accessories, and hung out at a strip bar filled with girls and a VERY drunk Sasuke. TenTen whispered something to Ino about Sasuke being gay, but Ino paid no mind. She was too busy thinking about that hooded person. TenTen thought she was zoning out on the stripper, so she tried to bring her back in.
"Ino! Ino! He's probably married!" TenTen yelped. Ino heard that snide comment and a sip of her fifty dollar wine glass she was drinking went up her nose and squirted out like a Nerf toy rocket. Ino and TenTen started to walk out of the bar, talking about Ino's tendency to check out other men besides her boyfriend. Weird, because Ino heard TenTen screaming when she dropped her off at her house. It was probably Neji again.
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Hinata (First Person)
I opened the door to my house to go to the alley. I just needed my sweatshirt on so I could be unnoticed. I pulled the hood over my head and set off along the dirt path to behind Ichiraku. I bumped into Ino along the way; apparently in a hurry to meet her little boy toy Shikamaru. I said excuse me in a deep voice to avoid suspicion. After about a block or so I was there. I turned right into the alley behind the ramen shop, coming into view of two somewhat tall men, and they were very skinny.
"Well, it's about time you got here," one of them snapped.
"Can it, Yoroi. I bumped into someone along the way. Do you have it?"
"Well, what would happen if I said no?" the other asked.
"Misumi, don't push your luck."
Misumi smirked and tossed me a tiny bag filled with a white substance. "Don't throw a fit, pretty. I always come through for you."
I stared in relief at the bag. I quickly untwisted the top and emptied out some of its contents. Yoroi and Misumi watched as I inhaled the powder through my nose.
"Well, Hinata, it seems as if you haven't had a fix in a while," Yoroi remarked.
I wasn't paying attention. I was in my own place; I was experiencing the greatest sensation I have known. It was so real, so wonderful. I slumped down and leaned against the alley wall. My eyes went out of focus and I stopped thinking about everything. I was just there, experiencing heaven; a heaven where nothing mattered and you didn't have to feel. You were just there, living and living good.
"Hinata… Hinata? Hinata!! Are you awake?"
I gradually opened my eyes and found myself still in the alley. Misumi and Yoroi were still there, so I assumed it had only been about 40 minutes. They were both relieved that I was fine, and I almost thought they would start babying me. "Leave. I can handle myself, bastards."
"Okay, Princess, whatever you say," Yoroi sighed. "We'll save your life anytime."
The two dealers left the alley. Once I was sure they were gone, I started to cry. The world wasn't worth feeling anymore; Naruto left me, I was on cocaine to feel normal, and I lived alone and traveled anonymously. I took out my pocket knife and lifted my sleeve. Each cut felt so real; the world seemed so vivid and crisp. I continued to cry and slice. What was wrong with me?